Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

The city wall is wide, the floor tiles are old and uneven, the moat is outside the city, and the ancient imperial city is inside the city, and the sense of history is overwhelming.

Tang Qiubai did not choose to rent a bicycle, but decided to walk slowly. At night, he could see the red lanterns on the ancient city wall and the lights on the city towers. Tang Qiubai always walked by citizens walking leisurely, and there were also tourists like her.

The minute and second hands of time slowed down suddenly, and every time Tang Qiubai took a step, the emotion in his heart deepened, even a little complicated.

Inside the city wall are the little lights of the old city, and outside the city wall are the gorgeous neon lights of high-rise buildings, and Tang Qiubai walks at the boundary between them, feeling inexplicably divided.

Tang Qiubai himself didn't know how long she had been walking, she seemed to be thinking about something and didn't seem to think about anything, she walked forward aimlessly, just the inertial movement of her feet.

She received Qi Jingwan's message when she walked to the third city gate.

"Where did you go to play?"

"Come to Xi'an." Tang Qiubai stopped to reply to the message.

"Envy! The ancient city!"

"Haha, I've been thinking about it for a long time, can I show you the photo!" Tang Qiubai smiled softly.

"Come on! Hit me!"

Tang Qiubai flipped through the photo album, picked out a few landscape photos and sent them to her, along with the video of the changing of the guard on the city wall.

At the same time, Qi Jingwan, who received the photo and video, was lying on a deck chair on the platform outside the hotel room, flicking the screen with her fingertips, tilting her head and saying to the people beside her, "Xiao Tang's photography skills are good."

"Huh?" The man leaning on the recliner looked at her sideways.

"Look at the photo." Qi Jingwan reached out and handed the phone to Jing Shuyun.

A trace of doubt flashed in the latter's eyes. He took her mobile phone, looked at the pictures one by one and zoomed in. After watching the video carefully, he returned the mobile phone and closed his eyes, "Well, it's not bad."

Then he took out his mobile phone again, but there was no news on the lock screen, his thin eyebrows suddenly became turbulent, hesitating, Jing Shuyun clicked into WeChat, Tang Qiubai's profile picture was quiet, and there was no little red number.

The fingers that were ready to swipe the screen froze in the air, and then slowly bent back for a moment.

Qi Jingwan didn't notice the movements of the people beside her, she took back her phone and continued chatting with Tang Qiubai.

Jing Shuyun looked at Tang Qiubai's head portrait, wondering what she was thinking, as if she was still, until Qi Jingwan turned her head and asked her: "I have an appointment with Xiao Tang to go out for Chinese New Year, Shu Yun, you are coming too!"

"Go out to play?" Unexpectedly, Jing Shuyun reacted a little too late and repeated Qi Jingwan's words.

"Yes, let's go together!" Qi Jingwan was in high spirits.

"Let me see the situation." Jing Shuyun staggered her eyes, leaned back on the recliner, looked at the dark sky, her usual steady voice was softer this time, with some hesitation.

Tang Qiubai stood by the city wall blowing the wind and chatting with Qi Jingwan. In fact, she wanted to use Qi Jingwan to ask about Jing Shuyun's situation, but she couldn't speak in the end.

Tang Qiubai came down from the city wall and turned to Yongxingfang. The snack street is not to be missed. The dull mood was slightly relieved by the delicious food.

The next day, Tang Qiubai got up early, not only because today's itinerary was the Shaanxi History Museum, but also because Qi Jingwan asked her for a travel gift last night, so she decided to go and see it.

When she had breakfast and took the bus there, there was already a long queue at the free ticket collection area at the entrance of the Shaanxi History Museum. Tang Qiubai only glanced at it, and then silently stood in front of the window for paying for tickets.

In addition to paying a fee, there are fewer people in line, and you can enter a few minutes earlier. Tang Qiubai entered the first exhibition hall and gave an explanation with a group of people in the hall.

It was almost noon when Tang Qiubai came out of the last exhibition hall. Tang Qiubai took a short rest and stepped into the memorial hall to pick out gifts carefully.

In the ancient city, the gifts Tang Qiubai could think of were either related to history or pasta, but what surprised her was that she saw a counter selling pens in a corner.

Tang Qiubai was subconsciously attracted by all kinds of historical souvenirs. When he got closer, he noticed that there was a slender pen in the middle of the cabinet, which was a black gold sand pen.

Tang Qiubai's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Can I have a look at this pen?"

"Okay, I'll take it out for you." The people behind the counter responded repeatedly.

Tang Qiubai took this fountain pen. Although it looks thin, you can only feel its weight and texture when you hold it in your hand. When you open the cap, you will find a finely carved nib. On the opposite side is a pen with scale-shaped ink tubes. Tongue, coupled with the black gold sand on the whole body of the pen, the mysterious atmosphere cannot hide the deep and stable temperament.

The first time Tang Qiubai saw it, or the first time he saw the counter, what flashed through Tang Qiubai's mind was that Jing Shuyun was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a black pen with a gold ornament in his white hand , lowered his head slightly, and carefully recorded something in the notebook.

She actually wanted to buy a special commemorative gift for Jing Shuyun. This pen appeared just right, and it seemed that there was no reason to refuse it.

But Tang Qiubai still hesitated, she looked down and saw the expensive price above, and the name of a famous brand next to the price.

She thought about it, with their current relationship, too expensive gifts are not good.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like